Sometimes I think that I could be
An actor in a play
I’ve learned to hide the way I feel
In so many ways
I fell in love and like a fool
I filed it all away
Why don’t I tell her so

Would she think of me a stranger
In an unromantic way
A vagabond or hanger on
Who just gets in the way
Or maybe she will see in me
The love I can’t explain
Why don’t I tell her so

Oh the master of illusion
Is out standing on the stage
He hides behind his hollow eyes
Like a parrot in a cage
A flash of fire, a puff of smoke
The tricks of the trade
A desk of cards, a length of rope
Are not enough to save his soul

BREAK

Don’t ask her if she’s seen me
For I couldn’t stand the pain
I hang upon the only hope
That she might feel the same
And after all if I should fall
My love for her remains
Why don’t I tell her so